MY WORDS

Oklahoma sex!

The night has just begun…

When I miss you I reread our old conversations, hoping that one day we can go back to what we were

Love does not require perfection, only a leap of faith.

i don’t feel sorry for leaving but i apologize for coming. i knew i wouldn’t stay but you were company to keep in the meantime. {while i collected my thoughts} people like you are bad for the soul. you wreck havoc on hearts and play along like a victim all while being the fault of ruin. let me tell you now; it doesn’t work that way. life is not about taking and taking until you have drained another human of love. you can’t take what is not yours- you couldn’t take me because i was never yours. i was my own. i made the mistake of running back to you but only once because when i saw your face again i became homesick for a person who was hundreds of miles away. “this is not okay,” played over and over in my head for weeks. {but i stayed to prove myself wrong}. don’t you blame me for your own destruction. you chiseled away at your own edges. your frayed the corners of your heart with no help and you laughed in the faces of people who gave you all they had. now you’re alone and i’m not sorry.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.